Ju San walked through the streets of Tokyo. It was nine at night, and water droplets misted from above, making the neon lights of the city blurry. The tiny drops formed larger droplets on Ju San's face, and they ran down her silky soft skin and dripped off the tip of her nose. Her brown hair was falling from the pins that held it up, the rain making it damp and frizzy.
The servant was glad it was not cold; the summer rain was something she did not mind. The darkness was what bothered the young woman. She was used to being inside on her rickety cot by nightfall. However, here she was, strolling the Tokyo streets.
Now, she had left the mansion before. She was usually the one Naki sent into the city when he needed something. Naki.
Ju San sighed as she thought about him. Master Naki. She knew she loved him. But Ju San could not figure out why. He treated her so much better than Master Yamori. She grit her teeth and walked a tad bit faster at that name.
Yamori had terrified her. She remembered her and her twin brother huddling in their tiny cot. Ju San closed her eyes and let the memories flood back.
"Ju San?"
The nine year old girl turned in the cot to look at her brother. His doe like eyes were wide, and his lips were trembling. His unruly brown hair hung in his bony face.
"Ju Yon?" the little girl said to her brother. "Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"I'm hungry," he said. "And I can't stop thinking about Mommy and Daddy."
"We have no Mommy and Daddy," Ju San said. "We never knew them. They gave us to Master Yamori."
"You don't know that!" Ju Yon hissed.
"Quiet!" Ju San whispered. She looked around the servants quarters. Everyone was still asleep.
"I'm so hungry," Ju Yon said. He crumpled into a ball. The whites of his eyes turned black, and his iris turned red. His whole body shook.
"Maybe Master Yamori will feed us tomorrow," Ju San said hopefully, gingerly touching her brother's shoulder.
"I can't be hit and kicked another day," he muttered. "I need food. There's plenty of food. It the kitchen. Meat. Lots of it."
"You can't go to the kitchen!" Ju San said, eyes tearing up.
"You're starving too!" Ju Yon said. "Think about it. Flesh. Sweet, tender flesh. Blood dripping."
Ju San's eyes turned black and red, and her stomach rumbled. "Haven't eaten in months."
"That's right," Ju Yon said, climbing out of he cot. His thin body shook with anticipation, and his eyes glowed. He grinned at his sister. "We're nine. If we're gonna grow big and strong, we need meat."
"There's plenty of meat in the kitchen," Ju San said, also getting up. "Master Yamori won't notice if we eat some."
The twins grinned and crept out of the servants quarters. They walked as silently as they could toward the kitchen. They reached the room, and the scent of flesh was so prominent that now neither of the starving children could back out.
Ju Yon crept over to the fridge and opened it. The soft light from inside lit the rows of stacked meat. Ju San pushed past her brother and grabbed a hand from within. She dug her teeth into the flesh.
Blood covered her tongue, and she took another bite. Ju Yon had grabbed a foot, and he was ravenously devouring it. The twins were halfway through their meal when the kitchen lights flicked on.
The two kids whirled around and dropped their food. Yamori stood in the doorway. He had a cruel smile on his face.
"So you decided to get a midnight snack?" he said, walking across the bloodstained tile to them.
The twins quivered. They thought it best to stay silent.
"Answer my question!" Yamori roared, throwing Ju Yon against the fridge.
"Ju Yon!" Ju San cried out to her brother.
Yamori squatted down so he could look Ju Yon in the eye. The young boy's body shook with sobs.
"I—I was just hungry," he managed to say through tears.
"I take it your sister is hungry too," Yamori said, a twisted tone to his voice.
"Y—yeah."
"Do you want to give her something to eat?" he asked, grinning.
"Yea—yeah," Ju Yon said, looking up at his Master. His fragile body shook in fear.
"Well, you can," Yamori said, pulling Ju Yon to his feet.
"I can?" Ju Yon asked, his doe eyes wide.
"Yes!" Yamori roared. He thrust his hand into Ju Yon's stomach. "You can!"
Ju Yon cried out in pain, and Ju San screamed and covered her eyes. Yamori dug around inside the young boy's stomach, a giant grin on his face. The blond ghoul ripped out Ju Yon's liver, and the nine year old screamed in agony. Yamori, clutching the dripping liver, walked over to Ju San. Ju Yon crumpled to the floor.
Ju San was crying behind her hands that covered her eyes. Yamori grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away. He grabbed her throat, and the young girl struggled.
"Open wide," Yamori said, smiling cruelly.
Ju San screamed the best she could with the man's hands wrapped around her throat. Yamori saw this as an opportunity, and he shoved some of the liver down the girl throat. She choked and swallowed the flesh. It was course and disgusting.
She screamed again, and Yamori continued to shove more of her brother's flesh down her throat. Soon, Ju San had eaten the entire liver. Yamori released her throat, and she looked over at her twin brother.
He was trying to scream, but no noise escaped his mouth. Blood pooled around him.
"Now that you've had something to eat," Yamori said, walking back over to Ju Yon. "I'll finish the rest."
Ju San screamed and covered her eyes once again.
"Hmmmm," Yamori said. "I have an idea."
He walked over to the pantry and pulled out several twist ties. He walked to Ju San and kneeled. He ripped her hands away from her eyes and flipped her over. Ju San's chin hit the tile floor with a crack, and she bit her tongue. The taste of her own blood filled her mouth.
Yamori wrapped several cable ties around her tiny wrists and tightened them until Ju San's hands became pale from lack of blood flow. He flipped her back around and propped her up against the kitchen cabinets. He took off his tie and tied it around the young girls throat, and then tied the other end to the cabinet handle.
"That way you won't look away," he said, standing up. "And you won't cover your eyes."
Ju San trembled and closed her eyes. "I don't wanna watch."
"How can I keep your eyes open?" Yamori asked. "I have an idea. He opened a kitchen drawer where Ju San knew he kept several of his many torture devices. He pulled out two safety pins. He returned to Ju San and kneeled down in front of her.
"Do you see these?" he asked, holding a silver safety pin up to Ju San. "This is made of quinque steel. That means it can pierce your skin."
"No!" Ju San screamed, but it was all in vain. Yamori safety pinned her eyelids to the loose skin of her eyebrow.
When Yamori knew she could not turn her eyes away, he returned to Ju Yon and began tearing him apart.
Ju San screamed as she watched her brother's innards slide down the blond ghoul's throat. After what seemed like an eternity, nothing was left but a mutilated corpse. Yamori wiped the blood from his mouth, and walked back over to Ju San.
He smiled and undid the cable ties, untied her throat, and removed the safety pins. Ju San crumpled to the ground and sobbed.
"I've made quite a mess," Yamori said. "I trust you can dispose of the body and clean everything up?"
Ju San just continued to cry.
"Can I trust you to do that?" he asked, voice raising.
"Ye—yes Master Yamori."